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Tweak says, "Stop saying lice!"

Seamus Finnigan (firewaterburn) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-13 00:44:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 11 2003, character: lavender brown, character: seamus finnigan

Still Friends?
Characters: Seamus and Lavender
Setting: Tuesday, November 11, after 9AM at Rising Loaf
Summary: Seamus comes to make nice with Lavender. We'll see how it goes.
Rating: At least PG/PG-13 for Seamus being Seamus.

Seamus tried not to take the driving rain as a bad sign as he trudged down Diagon Alley towards Rising Loaf. He could have been home, warm and dry, and spending another cozy hour with Dean before they both had to start getting ready for work, but instead he was out in this bloody weather.

He did have a purpose. He intended to find Lavender and apologise to her for what he'd said the other day. Not the bit about her being wrong about Bianca - that he still believed, especially after the morning paper - but all the rest he'd said to her. Seamus could see how he might have been a bit out of hand afterwards. Especially with Dean giving him that look.

So here he was, going out of his way before work to make amends. And maybe grab a bite and some tea while he was at it, he thought as he entered Rising Loaf and was immediately enveloped by warmth and the smell of fresh-baked goods. Seamus made for the counter immediately, shaking water from his hair as he went. He got in line behind a wizard who'd either been sent on a breakfast run for his office or was just extremely hungry if the amount of food he was ordering was anything to go by.

While he waited, Seamus looked about, trying to see if he could spot Lavender.

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lavishly
2012-01-16 03:58 am UTC (link)

Lavender was willing enough to use anger to cover or compliment her tears. It was even better that way for her too. Anger was just easier to channel into something slightly more productive than just entirely recoiling in on herself and letting go. "I don't know! It's something Professor Trelawney said yesterday, about how we're being punished and that we are marked for something because this Pandora sees us for what we are." She still wasn't sure exactly what it meant and Seamus was probably not the person to tell, but it had came up so there it was.

She sighed, meeting his gaze through the tears still in her eyes. Lavender had gotten herself so worked up that she wasn't sure what she was supposed to explain to Seamus and make "What, Seamus, what do you want me to explain to you?"

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firewaterburn
2012-01-16 04:45 pm UTC (link)

"Oh Christ, you're going off something Trelawney said?" No wonder Lavender had wound herself up so much if she was taking some sort of prediction from Trelawney of all people as gospel. "Lav, Trelawney's predicted the death of practically everyone she meets. If her so called predictions came true even half the time, I'd say a fair amount of the Hogwarts student body would be toes up before Christmas break." He knew Lavender bought into Divination, and that was all well and good, but believing anything Trelawney said was something else entirely.

And the fact that Lavender still wouldn't - or couldn't, he was starting to suspect - explain her suspicions about Bianca, couldn't seem to focus on that one hinging issue for Seamus, really made him worry. He hated to think it, but maybe Lavender really had gone a little...off.

Seamus sat back, letting his hands fall from her face. "Nothing, Lav, I..." He shook his head. "Nevermind." He stood. "I should probably go. Work, and all..." And maybe he'd have enough time to send a quick owl off to Michael beforehand.

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lavishly
2012-01-16 06:22 pm UTC (link)

"She didn't predict death! Well, she did, but not that we didn't know about and..." She threw her hands up in the air before letting them fall back onto the table. To think for just a moment she had thought this wasn't going to be a repeat of yesterday. While it wasn't exactly, it certainly didn't feel any better, not when he was getting up to leave.

"Fine, that's just great." Shaking her head, she turned to him, still sitting because if she stood she could have easily crowded his space and she didn't want that. "It doesn't matter what I say, does it? So that's why you're not asking, I'm trying Seamus, but, God, there is just so much, it's too much and I'm not even sure I feel safe about anything anymore, but I'm trying and what, you can't meet me part way there?" Lavender held up her hand, indicating she didn't want him to answer the question because it wasn't really a question.

"So, yeah, maybe you should just go to work."

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firewaterburn
2012-01-16 06:36 pm UTC (link)

"Don't you put words into my mouth, Lavender," Seamus snapped before he could stop himself. He'd reached the end of his rope. "That's not what I said! It's just that what you're saying doesn't make any sense! How can I meet you halfway when I don't even know if we're having the same fucking conversation?" He ran his hands through his hair in frustration, leaving it practically standing up on end.

"Yeah, all right, I'm leaving," Seamus shot back as he turned to leave. "But do everyone and yourself a favor, Lavender? Get some help." He didn't want to hear what she might have to say to that. He'd tried listening and it had gotten him nowhere. So he left the shop without a backwards glance, worry and anger churning uncomfortably in his stomach.

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lavishly
2012-01-16 06:58 pm UTC (link)

As Seamus left, Lavender buried her face into her hands letting out a frustrated sound. She just felt like they were on opposite ends of the world right now and it was probably better he was leaving because they weren't getting anywhere. And who did he think he was telling her to get some help?

She would stay there a minute longer, waiting for storm to dissipate even just a little before she went upstairs to take a nap. At least there she wouldn't have to deal with anyone for a little.

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